This is a song about "Head style"

They just hated my style,

Run for cover and return fire

Huh, and i don't rock a fake smile

Your in the ocean swimming doggy style

Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile

I can't seem to get a rap that suits my rap style

You got a weak style, see, wow,

Bad bitches get low right now

Try to get wit my style

When it comes to spitting that fire

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Through the barbed wire

I know you like my style

Aren't you somethin' to admire

I went away for a while, switched up ma style